[ She's cut off by another, faster set of tendrils that tries to snag her wrist, and she twists out of the way, slashing her sword through the plants to watch them hit the ground. A snarl of annoyance, and her eyes flicker back to Angela. ]
Do you have anything on hand to do the job?
[ Because Gamora, unfortunately, didn't show up with anything especially flammable. ]
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[ She's cut off by another, faster set of tendrils that tries to snag her wrist, and she twists out of the way, slashing her sword through the plants to watch them hit the ground. A snarl of annoyance, and her eyes flicker back to Angela. ]
Do you have anything on hand to do the job?
[ Because Gamora, unfortunately, didn't show up with anything especially flammable. ]